Royal Gold Magistrate

Wu Wangfu.

King Wu had a serious face, fiddling with a super-large telescope in the courtyard and constantly adjusting it, turning it left and right.

Beside him stood the housekeeper and a pretty maid.

The butler kept talking about something.

The movement of King Wu's hands suddenly stopped, he straightened up and said, "So, Liu Xun is dead."

The butler replied: "Yes, my lord, what should Liu Xun's son do now."

"It's useless, let's bury it."

"Heh, that idiot Liu Xun really thought that the king admired him and told him not to provoke Fang Zhengyi."

"I just wanted to kill myself."

King Wu strolled back into the hall, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said as he walked, "Clean up your tail, don't be caught by someone."

"Private salt also stop for a while, don't move in the near future."

The butler hesitated and said, "My lord, Taoyuan County wants to buy salt..."

"Sell it, the transaction with Taoyuan County is all normal."

King Wu sat back on his seat, took a sip from his teacup, "Fang Zhengyi is already a troublesome person, and I plan to meet him when he returns to King Jingben."

"Remember to help me invite him when the time comes."

"Oh, by the way, release that spy from Taoyuan County."

The butler hesitated, and asked, "My lord...can you just let the spy go back like this?"

King Wu suddenly looked at the housekeeper with cold eyes, and said slowly: "Why, you are using torture, right?"

The housekeeper broke out in a cold sweat, and said nervously: "No...not dare, without the order of the prince, I dare not use torture."

King Wu nodded slowly: "Since the other party hasn't found out any news, let's let it go."

"Fang Zhengyi is a person who will take revenge and protect his shortcomings."

"Sooner or later, he will belong to the king, so don't offend him."

As he said that, King Wu suddenly chuckled: "Fang Zhengyi is not in the capital, the city is really boring."

"This king can't wait to see him."

"What's going on in the city recently?"

The housekeeper replied honestly: "Go back to the prince, no."

The servant girl beside her suddenly said, "My lord, there are some interesting things here, servant girl."

"Oh? Let me hear it?" King Wu looked at the servant girl with curiosity in his eyes, obviously very interested.

Seeing a maid taking out a piece of paper from her sleeve as if offering a treasure.

Looking at King Wu expectantly, he said happily, "My servant went to buy a champion ticket and won the first prize!"

...

...

The curiosity in King Wu's eyes gradually disappeared, he stared at the servant girl and said lightly, "Hanyao, how long have you been with this king?"

"Five...five years..." The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Hanyao was a little at a loss.

King Wu slowly got up and walked to the side of the servant girl, and put his hand on her shoulder, "... go."

As soon as the words fell, the butler beside him pulled out a dagger from his sleeve with lightning speed!

He chopped off Hanyao's hand holding the number one ticket at an extremely fast speed.

The severed hand fell instantly.

Immediately, a column of blood spurted out from the severed arm.

Hanyao raised her severed arm and stared blankly at the blood splatter, apparently not realizing what happened.

In the next second, severe pain spread from the broken arm to the whole body.

The whole person fell to the ground and wailed: "My lord...ah...why...it hurts..."

"..it hurts... ah..."

Soon Hanyao's body was covered with blood.

Wu Wang watched Hanyao blankly rolling in the pool of blood.

"Five years, you have been with me for five years."

"You should know that this king hates those idiots the most."

"Following me and doing such a stupid thing, are you insulting me?"

No one responded to King Wu.

Hanyao, who was lying on the ground, had stopped crying and fell into a coma.

He tightly pinched the broken arm with one hand, but blood was still gushing out from the broken arm.

King Wu glanced down and said, "Buy them together, let's clean this place."

"Yes!"

.............

In the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion, Luo Ning sat in the room in a daze.

Next to her was Miss Chun, who was holding a pile of white paper full of words and kept thinking.

"Ningxin! You can see those young masters outside to save face, why don't you do it."

"If you don't show up again, the signboard of the Cangxiang Pavilion will be smashed!"

"So many poems are so well written, don't you just like reading these things?"

Luo Ning looked at the pile of poems heartily, and curled her lips.

I don't know why, but after reading those letters written by Fang Zhengyi, and then reading these poems, I always feel sour.

I don't know what happened to what Fang Zhengyi wrote.

If you don't watch it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable, and if you watch it, you will feel uncomfortable for a day.

It made her unable to get up or down now.

The point is that Fang Zhengyi is not in the capital now, and he hasn't written to her for a long time.

"Sister Chun, I can't stand it, take these sour poems away! I don't want to read them!"

Elder Sister Chun frowned: "Don't worry about saving face, these young masters are all here for you!"

"What's the matter, suddenly you don't like poetry?"

Suddenly Sister Chun seemed to remember something, with a smile on her face, she whispered: "Oh, I see."

"Is it true that the poems Mr. Fang wrote for you are so much better than those of these people that you can't read the ordinary ones?"

The corners of Luo Ningxin's eyes twitched twice.

Then he got up, took out a stack of letter paper from the cabinet in the room, and handed it to Sister Chun.

"This is a poem written by Master Fang, read it!"

Sister Chun looked at Luo Ningxin with a smirk, took the letter and read it.

Just glanced at it twice, and immediately felt unwell!

"Ouch! What the hell did you write!"

"I almost vomited out of dinner overnight. I haven't seen such a disgusting poem after working in a brothel for so many years. Is this called poetry?"

"The idiots at the entrance of our village can read and write better than this!"

"No wonder you don't think about food and drink, I understand!"

Sister Chun threw the letter on the ground in disgust.

"Hey! Don't throw it around."

Luo Ning hurriedly bent over to pack up.

Sister Chun sized Luo Ning up in doubt and said, "You don't... like watching this stuff, do you?"

Luo Ning blushed, silently turned around and put the letter back in the cabinet.

Do you like it? I can’t talk about it, but I feel like I’ve been brainwashed every day.....

Seeing that she didn't answer, Sister Chun said with self-pity: "Oh, Mr. Fang left, and Brother Biao followed. I don't know when Brother Biao will come back. I should follow."

"When Brother Biao comes back, I will ask him to redeem me."

"But Mr. Fang is not bad either. You can't go wrong with a man who can subdue Brother Biao."

Luo Ningxin was speechless for a moment: "That Zhang Biao is so thick and rough, and you don't have money? It's not that you can't redeem yourself, why wait for a man to redeem him!"

Sister Chun chuckled: "It's not just a rough guy, brother Biao is a beast among men, you're still young and you don't understand!"

"Women, you have to have a sense of ritual. Is my own redemption the same as a man's redemption? If Brother Biao is willing to redeem me, it means he is interested in me!"

"Biao brother redeemed me to go out, do you think he will marry me? Love came too suddenly, I'm not ready yet...hehehe..."

Luo Ningxin: "......"